There is so little that one can do for the dead!

It is a strange thing to come home. While yet on the journey, you cannot at all realize how strange it will be.

For, so long as there are interesting books to read, it seems to me that neither I nor anyone else, for that matter, need be unhappy.

More die in flight than in battle.

The ways of Providence cannot be reasoned out by the finite mind ... I cannot fathom them, yet seeking to know them is the most satisfying thing in all the world.

There is so little that one can do for the dead!

There is so much one would rather not believe until one has seen for oneself whether it is true.